”“It is a damn shame, Timbo, nearly twenty years down the tubes with one flush of the chain, but I’ve got to snap myself out of it. So, you read... to hand this current school kid over to my lascivious clutches, then?”“No, sorry my friend, I’m not handing this one over,” Tim said breathlessly, sounding very much like he was being tickled at the other end, “This one’s a keeper. Although she is seriously trying my patience somewhat, while I’m attempting to conduct some serious banking business with. I knew my mom was home so I didn't think anything of it. I started to head towards my room when I was walking past her's when I heard moaning. I turned to look in shock. Her bedroom door was left open about an inch. Being the nosy younger brother that I am I looked through the opening in the door, my mom laid on the bed, naked, exposed, ass in the air, one hand on her pillow grasping it, one hand underneath her, fingers inside her. I lost myself. I couldn't think, the only thing I could do was. That’s when my mother stood in the doorway and cleared her throat. Then she said, “Why hello Brandi. When did you get in?”Brandi replied, “Just a few minutes ago. I rushed right over as soon as I could get away from my grandmother.”Mom looked her over and said, “Well Brandi you certainly have grown up. Haven’t you?”Brandi just smiled at my mother and then said, “Why thank you.” Then Brandi straightened her shoulders back and threw her breasts out proudly.Mom just smiled, turned away, and then. Once her balls rested on his, she got a grip on his hips and started to fuck him, good and slow. This wasn't one of her five-minute quickies; she settled in for a long, hard screw. The young man and his protests had been exciting her all evening, and it was time she took her pleasure and satisfaction from him most fully.Tom's burst of adrenaline made him quite a ride for her; he bucked and squirmed and yelled behind the gag, straining the bonds and the bed with his attempts to free himself from.